16 Days in France (Day 7)

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All but one man died, 
There at Rhone River, 
And they say he ran away … 

Marked with a coward’s shame. 
What do you do when you’re stranded, 
Will you fight for your name? 

He was innocent, 
Not a charge was true, 
But the world will never know … 

Scorned as the one who ran. 
What do you do when you’re stranded, 
And you know you’re a man? 

And wherever you go 
for the rest of your life 
You must prove … 
You’re a man! 

Moored at the river bank.  We initially thought this was an unknown landing area where our dead-in-the-water boat had drifted.  Apparently this was a planned docking area for the boat limping along on one generator.  At the time, we had no idea how long we would be here.

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[For they didn’t know when we would again be on our way.  And for that reason, early on we could not leave the boat in case necessary repairs could be accomplished in short order.]

St. Etienne des Sorts

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[Ultimately, it was decided we could leave the boat to walk around the small village where we were parked . . .]

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[Where we were.  Or is it, where were we?]

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[There was a lovely little church and members of the group said it was worth a visit.  I went back for the stained glass photos only to discover the door was locked.  The man with the key must have seen me (and how many other tourists before?) and came dashing across the street in a white t-shirt, shorts, I believe slippers, and a severe case of bed head.  Nice of him to let me in for a quick peek though!  😉   ]

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[We were at the lovely little village of St. Etienne des Sorts.  Reminded me of an old colleague from D.C. whose name was Steve and who was from New Orleans.  Accordingly, we always called him Etienne – French for Steve.]

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[Let’s go that-a-way!]

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[A nice river walk.]

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[Reetz found grapes!]

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[The Biddies peek over a fence.  The locals likely weren’t used to boat loads of American tourists wandering through their neighborhoods.]

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[Obviously the abode of someone well-to-do – nice roof top dining.]

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[After wandering the neighborhoods, we found our way back to the river . . .]

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[And to our boat.]

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[Conveniently, there was a wine store just across the street . . . ]

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[They did a box office business from the boat people!  🙂  ]

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[Is that good?]

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[What we bought there . . . and the captain bought a bottle of such for each passenger room for our troubles.  🙂  ]

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[So, if you’re going to be stranded in a small French town, you might as well learn the language.]

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[Just hangin’ around – some on the boat, some on shore.]

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[Here come The Biddies!]

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[Back on board, Hey, let’s make the best of this!]

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[Well, if we’re stuck, how ’bout a bus sightseeing tour.  This is Pont St. Esprit, the original “hometown” of Jacqueline Kennedy’s ancestors.]

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[And again.  In keeping with a longstanding tradition of always being in the wrong line, I amazingly am always on the wrong side of the bus for photo ops!]


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[Our ultimate destination?]

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[Yes, we’re going to Viviers.  This was on our itinerary as a schedule tour stop.]

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[And I’m thinking . . . bet we walk up there!  🙂  ]

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[In town, Anne forges ahead . . . only to be called back for the “briefing.”]

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[The assault on the summit begins.]

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[“Weakie” wanted to see food.  Here’s food!  As an aside, the guy in the center of this photo and his wife directly ahead of him became acquaintances aboard the ship – I believe specifically on the party/dancing night.  🙂  I don’t recall but they may have been part of the fun-loving French-Canadian contingent.  Anyway, as with all the other passengers, we parted ways at the end of the cruise in Chalon-sur-Saone, 200 miles south of Paris.  Then, amazingly, among the throngs of people at Versailles three days later, we ran into them again!  Coincidence . . . or homing devices?]

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[Really for “Weakie,” the sausage king of Lake L’Homme Dieu!]

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[This guy/gal looks so much like our old cat Woody, though Woody didn’t speak French.  I wonder what he/she did to get himself/herself incarcerated?]

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[Program director Cornelia still trying to make all this happen on the fly!  🙂  ]

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[As I recall, the oldest building in Viviers.  While it’s on the market, we were told no one wants to buy it because historical preservation laws prohibit the renovations necessary to make the place habitable.]

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[It’s either Marianne (the symbol of the triumph of the republic) . . . or Vanna White?]

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[Rue de Chateau, as it says on the side of the building.]

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[We’re beginning our climb . . .]

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[Probably a rest break  – though our guide (in the cool hat) appears to be explaining the hole in the wall.  My guess is it’s the opening for the projector for drive-in theater movies.]

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[More steps . . .]

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[Rest . . . look back.]

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[St. Vincent Cathedral]

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[Our guide relates its history.]

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[This kind of detail work could be done in the days before smart phone video games.]

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[The tour continues to . . . ]

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[The top of what we looked at from the bottom.]

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[Impressive vistas all around.]

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[The super, alone with her thoughts.]

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[Let the mingling begin.]

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[The statue of St. Michael – remember we saw him back at the beginning of all this.]

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[Chaos theory in action.]

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[Just wandering around for photo ops.]

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[The super lining one up with a nice background.]

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[From whence we came.]

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[The Biddies are thoroughly enjoying themselves!  Reetz especially enjoys her new French wardrobe courtesy of Air Canada!  🙂  ]

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[Au revoir, Viviers.]

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[Back through Jackie Kennedy’s family’s hometown.]

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[Au revoir, Pont St. Esprit.]

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[Au revoir deux, Pont St. Esprit.]

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[“Home” again.]

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[Ahh, dinner on the “roof” with a strolling accordion player.  All’s right in the world.]

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[Elizabeth checks out the available appellations.]

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[The sisters Callecod.  (And lots more food photos for “Weakie.”)]

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[The sisters Coldren.]

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[The brothers Gross.]

“The only French word I know is oui, which means “yes,” and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-​u-​i and not w-​e-​e.”  ~ Stephanie Perkins

Up next:  Still stranded?

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The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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